Lyrics

One of these days these walls Are going to crumble and fall Rose pink stucco and cement Colouring the spring tides red And venice is tumbling down Her waters swollen in the rain I ride a boat out to the edge of town And ride another back again And you write letters every day And pile your books up in the hall But honey when this whole place is underwater Those books won't be any use at all When venice is tumbling down Venice is tumbling down Beneath the spires of our dreams Sinuous waters flow And so we sit in our rococo palaces Waiting for venice to fall Rivers under cities flow Beneath the half moon glow And all the bustle and the beat Under the pounding of our feet Venice is tumbling down Venice is tumbling down Venice is tumbling down